Mr. Darcy is not the best cat cuddle partner, as he has taken to sleeping on or very near my head or wrapped around it like a turban, or just curled up on my face; it's not as if I need to breathe or anything, gee whiz! So last night I am cold smoothe out right? Then I wake up screaming because it feels like two steel point darts are piercing my skull, nope...it was just Mr. Darcy having a bad dream and digging his nails so deep in my scalp that I literally had to slowly pull his claws out one by one, yeah that was a RUDE awakening, but I could tell he felt bad because he looked like "oh dear she is NOT happy" but it wasn't his fault, I just don't know how to get him to sleep elsewhere so that I am not in danger of a panther attack whilst I sleep.
COTM tonight to volunteer for our annual SEEDS conference from 7-12 a.m. so tomorrow will be interesting on only 3 or four hours of sleep.
Online Diary of my adventures.
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